A little later Madam Cosima drew me to one side, and said:--

"If you should be able, in connection with the approaching

representation of the _Rheingold_, to bring before the public the

history of that theatre project, which the Master told you about, I do

not believe that I can be mistaken in saying that you would give him a

real and profound satisfaction; for the truth about those events has

been so completely disfigured by envy, incapacity, and spite as to be

hardly recognisable."

"You may be very sure that I will gladly do what I can."

"It is just because I am sure of your devotion to this noble cause

that I make my petition to you."

"But I know nothing about the project. Adhere can I get the information

necessary in order not to be misleading?"

"Of course I will tell you all about it, as briefly and dearly as I

can. Come upstairs with me to my dressing-room; there you can take

notes."

This _boudoir_, on the first floor, was a little room, with wall

coverings and draperies of green silk, and situated in a corner of

the house. It overlooked the garden and, through the trees, one could

see the blue of the lake and the violet shadows of the mountains.

I had already passed many hours in this room, Madam Cosima having

had the kindness to read to me there the Hindoo history of Nal and

Damayanti, translating it from the German. I was searching just then

for biographies of illustrious lovers of all countries, having promised

to contribute a series of portraitures for the publication contemplated

by the Editor Lecroix, and entitled "Les Grandes Amoureuses." Jean

Richepin, Zola, and others collaborated in this work, which, for some

reason, was never completed. A few portraitures only appeared in print,

but not in the order of succession, and the greater number of the

manuscripts were scattered.

I installed myself in my accustomed place on a little divan fitted

into the corner. Madam Cosima seated herself in front of me, her elbows

resting on the table. She was charming so, in the full light, and with

her crown of heavy blond hair. Her soft blue eyes shone with a tender

light; a pleased smile half disclosed her pretty teeth. We were both

delighted at the idea of planning something which might give pleasure

to the Master!

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